fall into enemy hands

Zhan Feng lay on the bed as if he had lost his soul, he ignored the sound of footsteps approaching outside the door, and just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep; Xia Fan knocked on the door but no one answered, it was strange, there was not a moment before and after Kung fu, even taking off all the clothes may not be complete, he thought how could such a light person just touch the pillow?Is it really sick?

Xia Fan carefully pushed the door open with an iced drink and entered the room, calling softly, "Zhan Feng?"

Zhan Feng ignored him, Xia Fan was the one he couldn't get up to deal with right now, so he simply pretended to be asleep to the end.

Xia Fan put away the iced drink, walked to the bed, and patted Zhan Feng's arm again, "Did you really fall asleep? So fast?"

With a guilty conscience, Zhan Feng only hoped that he would leave quickly. There was no reason for the embarrassing thing he did just now. What if Xia Fan asked the bottom line?what can he do

Pull him and say: I am not happy, you ignore that person?

What is that?What right does he have to ask him like this?In what capacity is he saying this?Would Xia Fan feel that he was insane, or if the bone girl told him one or two things, he would realize that he would not feel disgusted, or the fear was unacceptable?

He can't predict Xia Fan's heart, the authorities are obsessed, and he doesn't have the courage to express his feelings. He can't imagine how he will go on the road without Xia Fan's company.He is worried, he is afraid, so he cannot lose.

Zhan Feng, who was thinking wildly, suddenly felt a warm and gentle air rushing towards his nose. Before he could find his head nervously and figure out what was going on, Zhan Feng felt Xia Fan carrying the fragrance of sour plum The breath came; the cool forehead pressed against his forehead.

Zhan Feng was dumbfounded.

Standing stiff, Zhan Feng didn't dare to move.

Because Xia Fan had just touched the iced drink in his hand, he was afraid that it would excite him, so he could only feel the warm temperature with his forehead. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but it was really hot.

Xia Fan frowned and slightly lifted away from Zhan Feng, and then pressed his cheek to the side of Zhan Feng's face without being sure.

"It's over! It's so hot!"

Just as Xia Fan was about to sit up and call for someone, Zhan Feng suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him by the waist and pulled him into his arms. face, "Don't move."

Xia Fan didn't dare to move.

Zhan Feng restrained the rushing heat in his body, resisted the urge to kiss, panted and repeated, "Don't move..."

Just let him deceive himself for a while, just for a while...

Xia Fan didn't move his body, couldn't help but move his mouth, "You have a fever, shall I call someone?"

What if it was a plague?When he thought of what Shang Tian said during the day, and imagined Zhan Feng's whole body dying in black and purple, his scalp became numb, and he couldn't help but struggle a little.

Taking advantage of his struggling strength, Zhan Feng put his hot lips on the corner of Xia Fan's cool mouth, just a small brush, Zhan Feng buried his head in Xia Fan's neck cautiously and secretly delighted.

It's over, he's completely over.He has an uncontrollable desire for Xia Fan, he yearns for him; last second he felt powerless because of his mistake, but now he wants to jump up and run twice in his heart happily; he doesn't want to let go, so he just pretends to be sick to satisfy his selfish desire .

It was the first time for Zhan Feng to feel such strange and strong emotions from himself. He was frightened by his own possessiveness and had to succumb to this fear. He wanted to own Xia Fan so much, even if he hugged him for a while.

Xia Fan felt that Zhan Feng was hugging him tightly, so he had to reach out and grab Zhan Feng's waist, trying not to push him away rudely, "Zhan Feng, you are very hot, you need to see a doctor!"

Zhan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Xia Fan's black eyes, "Are you afraid of my death?"

Xia Fan couldn't bear it anymore, "What nonsense has been said since just now?"

Well, just treat it as nonsense.

Zhan Feng hugged his Xia Fan contentedly, and he was about to sing a song when he heard his cheerful tone, "I'm just drunk, don't move, just stay with me for a while."

drunk? !When did you drink?

Although he had doubts, Xia Fan obediently remained still and heaved a sigh of relief; it doesn't matter if he has a fever anyway.

Zhan Feng jumped with joy as if a flower was about to bloom in his heart, and felt that this night was enough for him to survive countless nights of thinking about Xia Fan.

Unfortunately, reality came so quickly.

In a daze, Xia Fan was half-pressed by Zhan Feng and fell asleep all night. When he woke up in the morning, he felt that half of his body was about to be lost. Then he touched Zhan Feng's forehead that was sleeping soundly. It was not as hot as last night. up.

Xia Fan's heart sank back into his stomach, and he was about to get up lightly, but he heard Zhan Feng slightly dumb: "Why are you here?"

Acting still has to be a full set.

Xia Fan sighed, "You were drunk last night, I thought you had a fever, it scared me out of my wits!"

Zhan Feng was secretly happy in his heart, but his face did not show any signs of leakage, "What are you afraid of?"

I'm afraid you'll get the plague!What are you afraid of!

Xia Fan curled his lips, "It's nothing, I'll go back when you wake up, and I have an appointment with Shang Tian to practice archery for breakfast, it's going to be late."

Zhan Feng: "..."

Zhan Feng's jumpy heart was paralyzed again like an arrow.